"Okay, we'll send you the house sparrows and you can send us the grey squirrels."

Buffalo-hunting squirrels. Yes. Just because. The Onseck is just writing
stuff down as it happens now.

"I had a dream last night which involved Andrew Boardman publishing a novel,
which is kind of ironic since he can't even get out TZ."

"Christ was an atomic physicist?"

Malcolm narrowly escapes being packed off to Albania by a vote of 2-2-4+Spehn.

Jamie tries squirrel-fishing for Joy, but is unsuccessful. "Ah, you shoulda'
seen the one that got away..."

The Onseck is instructed to flip a coin to determine which version of the
minutes the quantuum superposition of the minutes collapses to, by vote of
the Society. The version it collapses to does not, unfortunately, include
the results of the vote.

Motion to kill all red and grey squirrels by breeding a banana-colored,
banana-flavored Gnostic squirrel with vampire fangs passes 17-3-3+Spehn.